By Javier Foxon
Bob,
thank god me and family are alright.. now, while im sending you this email.. there are still some little movements of the earth (replicas) from that earthquake..man.. it was like apocalypse now.. but here in Viña and Valparaiso the earthquake was tender.. well of course some people died, but it is nothing compared to the shit going on in the south of the counrty..
The Weekly Blague
Letter from Chile: The Earthquake Was Tender with Us
February 28, 2010
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